Dreams....

For most of my adult life I have believed I had a novel stowed somewhere in my mind.  I have been ready to start my novel for ...years now, so why is it so hard to do?  I can't speak for everyone, only for myself.  For me it is the fear of losing the dream, fear of failure.  I am afraid I will realize that this thing I have believed myself capable of will be unatainable and it will be just another lost dream.  I have lost so many dreams, I just don't want to lose another.  The thing is, despite the dreams that I have lost, I am still here, looking with hope for the remainder of my life.  So, is it really worth not starting the novel for fear of failure?  I think not.  It is time to set aside the fear that is preventing me from realizing my dreams....